The days when the psychic engaged in farming

Once some words are spoken, many things become much easier in an instant.

Ya Ya originally rehearsed the plot of confession many times in his mind, and he thought he would be too nervous to speak.But after I really said what I wanted to say, my mentality was much calmer.

Yaya, who had been lost for many days, finally found herself.

He looked at Ruan Meng with a smile on his face, and asked Ruan Meng mischievously and gentlemanly: "Do you want to respond?"

"Ah?" Ruan Meng was a little stunned, obviously still out of the situation.He stared at Yaya with his beautiful eyes, and asked subconsciously: "What did you just say?"

Ya Ya patiently repeated: "I said I like you."

"Who do you like?"

"You, the person I like is you!"

Only then did Ruan Meng understand the situation, and nodded slightly: "Oh."

Ruan Meng's attitude was unclear, and Yaya couldn't help but feel anxious: "Then can you tell me what you think?"

Ruan Meng blinked, cleared his throat and said, "Ah, it's pretty good."

pretty good?

Is this good or not.

Yaya couldn't laugh or cry, she took two steps forward and looked down at Ruan Meng.Feeling like exerting pressure, he simply sat opposite Ruan Meng, and couldn't help but said, "Meng Meng, you know what's going on now, right?"

Ruan Meng nodded: "Yes, but this situation is not what I expected, I am a little confused now."

Yaya cleared her throat, and continued her efforts: "Then can I ask you to answer?"

Ruan Meng agreed: "Yes."

"do you hate me?"

"Of course not."

"Do you like me?"

"I like it, but I don't think it's the kind of like you want."

I don't hate it but I like it, Yaya suddenly smiled and rolled her eyes.

The air was immediately filled with a sweet smell, which was emanating from Yaya's body.Ruan Meng had smelled it before, but he didn't know what it was, but he thought it was very sweet and comfortable.

What else does Ruan Meng not understand?

It doesn't matter if others touch it, but it turns pink when you touch it yourself.

I was sleeping well, but suddenly I have to move out.

Ruan Meng originally thought that Ya Ya had alienated him because he had someone he liked. At that time, he still felt a little uncomfortable, but he was suppressed by him.

Now Yaya came to tell himself that the person he likes is himself, the discomfort of being alienated is gone, replaced by a kind of comfort——

You see, isn't Yaya the closest to herself?

But after reacting, Ruan Meng fell into a state of bewilderment again.

In fact, it wasn't Yaya who made him feel at a loss, after all, Yaya's attitude was quite obvious.

What really made Ruan Meng feel at a loss was his own attitude.

Ordinarily, being confessed by the same sex, shouldn't my first reaction be to refuse?

There have been many, many times before, and Ruan Meng's attitude is "I am very good, but it is not suitable for you".

Why did Yaya blurt out "very good" when she came to Yaya?

Ruan Meng is not a person whose emotions are written on his face.

Ren's heart was surging, but there was still no expression on his face.

Yaya sat on the side, carefully watching Ruan Meng's face, feeling that she had no bottom at all.

Long before confessing her love, Yaya had already thought of two outcomes——

Either refuse or agree, no matter which result he is mentally prepared for.

But the current situation is very embarrassing, obviously the two situations are not related.

He stretched out two fingers, and gently pulled Ruan Meng's sleeve: "Mengmeng, tell me what you think. You don't have to worry too much about it, no matter what, our brotherhood is still there."

Ruan Meng grabbed Yaya's wrist in turn, and carefully organized his words before saying to him: "I'm a little confused now, can you let me think about it before I give you an answer?"

think about it?

That means there is still a play!

Ya Ya, who was ready to be rejected, nodded in a daze, then held Ruan Meng's hand and patted him on the shoulder: "You can just think about it slowly, this confession won't affect our relationship, right?"

"Yes, we are still brothers."

Yaya left the "Application Letter for Relationship Application" in the study room, and came out of the door with a straight face.

Along the door, Yaya clenched his fists with both hands and smiled, and said excitedly: "Yes!"

"Has something good happened to you?" Baihu, who was lying on the swing in mid-air, poked his head out from the swing and asked gossipingly, "Do you have any good news to share with me?"

Yaya walked in front of the mountain and helped Baihu swing on the swing: "You really want to know"

The flame of gossip ignited in Baihu's heart: "I really want to know."

Ya Ya shook the swing with one hand, and couldn't help poking the white tiger's fleshy belly with the other: "If I tell you, can you keep it a secret?"

The white tiger raised his furry paws, shaking the pink pads: "My mouth is tight, and I won't change a hundred catties of dried fish!"

Ya Ya nodded, leaned forward mysteriously, and said to Bai Hu in a low voice: "This matter is actually..."

Ya Ya's voice became smaller and smaller, and Bai Hu couldn't help but leaned forward: "Ya Ya, speak up, I can't hear you..."

"Well, that's the way it is, and I'm done!"

"Hey, don't!" The white tiger fell from the swing to the ground. The ground was covered with thick blankets, so it didn't hurt to fall on it.

It's just that the white tiger's body is too big, and the sound of hitting it is particularly loud.

"I'm really..." The more Bai Hu thought about it, the more angry he realized that Ya Ya didn't say anything at all just now, she was just teasing herself.

The white tiger's hair exploded with anger, and his sharp eyes fell on the door of the study——

Humph, if you don't tell me, I don't care to know!

Sunlight poured into the room through the window, warming the white tiger's body.

Once the body is warm, people tend to get sleepy.

Baihu yawned, didn't bother to move his position, and simply curled up in place into a fur ball and took a nap.

Just when the white tiger was dreaming of eating a big chicken leg, Wangxin's news suddenly rang non-stop.

The big chicken leg that was just about to reach his mouth suddenly disappeared. Bai Hu wiped his mouth and came to the computer angrily, wanting to see who was disturbing his chicken leg dream.

Hongxiang Outstanding Graduate: Boss, are you there?

Brother Hu before the sale of Guancai Bookstore: Dear, do you need any help?

Outstanding graduates of Hongxiang College: Yes, yes. Can our family provide customized services?

Pre-sales at Guancai Bookstore Brother Hu: Yes dear, what service do you need?

Outstanding graduate of Hongxiang College: Well, I need some psychological counseling or memory change...

At three o'clock in the afternoon that day, a new customer came to Guancai Bookstore.

This is a young girl with a ponytail. Her eyes are big, her mouth is special, and her wheat-colored skin looks particularly healthy and beautiful.

Because of thinking about Yaya's confession, Ruan Meng also stayed in the study at noon.

It wasn't until Baihu said that a customer came to the door that Ruan Meng recuperated and went out.

Octopus put his enthusiasm in front of the girl, and the little girl raised her head and said thank you.Then he unconsciously picked up the snacks and dried fruits next to him, and added them little by little.

Ruan Meng's eyes stayed on the girl's non-stop moving hands, but he didn't say anything on his face.

The girl came to her senses after realizing that she had already added a lot of dried fruit to the cup.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." The girl apologized immediately, with a hint of embarrassment and frustration on her face.

"It's okay." Ruan Meng comforted her a few words before asking, "Did you say you need psychological counseling on the Internet?"

The girl lowered her eyes and tried not to look at the glass of water: "Yes sir, my psychological problems are already very serious."

Ruan Meng looked the girl up and down. Except for the strange behavior of throwing dried fruit into the water glass, everything else seemed normal.

"We are not a specialized psychological studio here. If it is psychological counseling, is it more appropriate to go to professionals?"

"No, no, sir, only you can help me." The little girl said hastily, "If I tell the human psychiatrist about my problem, they will definitely think that I have a brain problem rather than a mental problem. .”

The girl couldn't help but sighed when she said this: "I'm not human, as for my psychological problems, they are also problems left over from history..."

This girl is none other than Jingwei in the story of Jingwei reclamation.

With the development of time, Jingwei's obsession with reclamation has not diminished but has become stronger and stronger.

Her obsession became stronger and stronger, and at first she just filled the sea or something.

Later, it developed to the point where Jingwei really wanted to fill in any puddles.

After the demon world and the human world communicated with each other, Jingwei also came to the human world to find a job.

In order to reclamate the sea and fill the pits justifiably, Jing Wei went to Hongxiang College to major in excavators.

In this college where the ratio of male to female is seriously unbalanced, Jing Wei is simply a goddess-level existence.

There are not a few humans who have a good impression of her, but Jingwei only has excavator technology in his heart.

She studied hard, worked hard, and finally drove a good excavator.

After work, Jingwei also dared to be the first, and participated in a lot of reclamation work.

Jingwei's excavator drove better and filled more and more puddles.

In this process, instead of being satisfied, Jingwei's psychology became more and more empty.

A long time has passed, and one night, it was raining outside.

Jingwei lay on the bed, feeling lonely for the first time.

For so many years, the only thing on her mind is reclamation.

The other monsters around him either got married or went into business, anyway, they all had their own lives.

Only her, no love, no other things.

Every day, she drove the excavator to dig soil and fill the sea, and when she came back at night, she was alone.

Jingwei couldn't figure out what was the point of being a bird like this, but she couldn't make her give up reclamation.

If I could let go of this obsession, wouldn't my life be much more exciting?

With this in mind, Jingwei came to Guancai Bookstore.

She looked at Ruan Meng and sighed, and pleaded pitifully: "Sir, is there any way you can get rid of the idea of ​​reclamation from my mind?"